Cameron Lake is surrounded by McMillian Park, lush with towering ancient Douglas Firs and Western Red Cedars. Overlooking the lake you will find train trestles with wooden platforms. The trestles, now inactive, boast an incredible history and stand as an iconic landmark. Sitting on the lake, below the trestles, are several cottages originally used by the workers who maintained the railway and safeguarded it from fire. The cottages since have been passed down to the families of these workers.

Cameron Lake has repeatedly been at the center of much intrigue and fascination. In addition to what has been mentioned above, there have been several mysterious events, often retold by locals. These occurrences include the crash of a small plane (1968) where the wreckage (still containing the remains of the four passengers) was not discovered in the lake’s waters until fifteen years later. (Additional Sources: 1, 2). There have also been unsolved reports of a three-foot monkey appearing in people’s driveways just a few kilometers away (despite no one in the area known, or licensed, to own such an animal). And then there are the stories for which I could find no shred of substantiation (other than to confirm that these stories do in fact exist). These include tales of a train wreck that supposedly lies at the bottom of the lake and has never been recovered.

Earlier this week, my husband and I donned our hiking boots and rain gear (it is Vancouver Island after all) and set out to capture a few extra photos for this post. The dark skies and drizzle were perfect for the photos that I had in mind.

When we first arrived along the shore, lined with small cabins, our eyes were immediately drawn to a string-bikini-clad bather. She seemed to be having her own photo shoot on the floating dock of one of the cabins. Before you begin imaging a warm climate, it was four degrees Celsius with a stinging rain. To my husband’s chagrin, I resisted the temptation to sneak in a shot of the event.

As we continued along, Cameron Lake did not disappoint and held fast to its reputation for giving cause to wonder. Does that not oddly look like some kind of monkey king deep in that tree? (Ninth photo, no special effects.) And look! There’s a strangely elongated face high on the other trunk! (Tenth photo, again no special effects.) Well, I might as well roll with the fun and get a shot of Grandpa Bonney himself…or the closest stand-in that I could find. (Eleventh photo…special effects may have been used!)

Happy Friday the 13th everyone!!

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34 Replies to “Enter If You Dare!!”

What a fascinating post, Donna! The stories are great, but what really makes this piece are your photos. As you said, the dark skies, rain and, I’d add, your perspective in shooting them, contribute such richness to the tales. I would indeed be afraid of opening a few of those doors.
Not so though the tree. I love the tree with its huge opening. Did you go inside? Could you stand up?
Happy Friday the 13th to you too.

Thanks, Kate – I believe that they are still occupied for the summer months by the families of the original railway workers/firemen. We did peer inside but didn’t see any signs of anywhere being there more recently (except for the bikini-clad-bather of course)!

Hi Donna! And great photos. They do look spooky in the mist! I have always thought of the 13th as a “lucky” day because my mother was born on the 13th. 🙂 But I am reminded of how cold it can be in that dampness. We lived in Colorado for a few years and it got very cold there but the coldest I think I ever was was visiting WA for Christmas one year. Bone-biting cold for sure. That’s why I live in the desert southwest. Stay warm! ~KathyKathy @ SMART Living 365 recently posted…In Praise of the Frugal

Ironically, this area is known to be have one of the warmest winters in Canada. That is why so many retirees move out here. Unfortunately, the past two months have not been a great example of this. Thanks for commenting!

Well lots of spooky to be found here! Great gallery of photos. As to would I have a look inside I’d be more worried about the trespassing then what I might find. Such a rule follower. Happy Friday the 13th!

Your expression on the photo showed your feelings exactly. Richard seemed to be a little bit calmer than you, with his eyes open only , mouth closed:)
Please be very careful for your adventure. I even heard some islands may have bears.

Spooky! I would have definitely gone inside the cabins… if I knew nobody lived there. Great photos and fun post! The idea of swimming in the cold lake – in a string bikini no less – is simply frightening!Janis recently posted…GratiTuesday: A Most Perfect Day

Certainly reminds me of the ‘Friday The 13th’ movies, Donna. It was the first horror movie I saw at the cinema and the ending has always stuck in my mind. Thank goodness it was daylight when you took this tour.

Wow! I’m glad you survived to do this post. 🙂 I wouldn’t go in a cabin uninvited unless it was for survival, but I might peek in a window. As for Frigga, my lucky number is 13 so Friday the 13th is my lucky day. 🙂

I have always loved the paranormal (not the Jason-scare-the-S**t-out-of-me kinds) shows and stories. Legends are born out of these types of events you describe! Your photos do indeed set the creepy mood! Great post for Fri the 13th!

I have always been greatly interested in discovering cabins in the woods and exploring ghost towns on hikes. Where I grew up as a child, there was a section of the telegraph trail (developed during the gold rush) that went through the area. I remember seeing old wagon wheels in the bush alongside the trail.

But, are you sure that the bikini bather was not a paranormal illusion???